while to pause and consider.
"It seems to me that in the movement of the thirteenth century
there was something analogous to the times through which
we of this present generation have lived. There had been
nearly a hundred years of desolating wars. The Crusades had
upheaved society from its depths, as a storm upheaves the
ocean, and changed the condition of men and nations.... A
generation sprang up physically predisposed to a sort of morbid
exaltation, and powerfully acted on by the revelation of a
hitherto unseen, unfelt world of woe. In the words of Scripture
'men could not stop their ears from hearing of blood, nor shut
their eyes from seeing of evil.' There was a deep, almost
universal, feeling of the pressure and burden of sorrow--an
awakening of the conscience to wrong, a blind anxious groping
for the right, a sense that what had hitherto sufficed to
humanity, would suffice no longer. But in the uneasy ferment of
men's minds, religious fear took the place of religious hope,
and the religious sympathies and aspirations assumed, in their
excess, a disordered and exaggerated form.... But what was
dark misery and bewilderment in the weak and ignorant, assumed
in the more highly endowed a higher form; and to St Francis
and his order we owe what has been happily called the mystic
school in poetry and painting--that school which so strangely
combined the spiritual with the sensual, the beautiful with the
terrible, and the tender with the inexorable--which first found
utterance in the works of Dante and of the ancient painters
of Tuscany and Umbria. It has been disputed often whether the
suggestions of Dante influenced Giotto, or the creations of
Giotto inspired Dante; but the true influence and inspiration
were around both, and dominant over both, when the two greatest
men of their age united to celebrate a religion of retribution
and suffering--to solemnise the espousals of sanctity with the
self-abnegation which despises all things, rather than with the
love that pardons and the hope that rejoices--and which, in
closing the gates of pleasure, 'would have shut the gates of
mercy on mankind.'"
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